Foot pain is awful. You need to move around, you need to orient yourself in many different ways, many times a day, and perform all sorts of actions. So yeah, a "boo boo" on your foot/leg, sucks a whole *lot*.

Between reading Agent D's posts and listening to my wife make snide comments about how much bigger my muscles used to be I went back into a gym for the first time in @8 yrs. Chest and Triceps today, damn I am in pain right now....

For the first time in years, I called out sick from work. I woke up to my dinner last night violently attempting to escape my insides. I remember someone putting a picture up on tbe pics threqd about man flu and how men are basically babies about being sick....yeah, fuck you whoever posted that, I saw fucking stars from how much pain I was in.

I hope you feel better, sir. I rarely get sick, but when I do...I'm out for half a week (sometimes the whole week). This reminds me...

I had a short conversation yesterday before work with one of our workers about a foot pain that we apparently shared almost the exact symptoms (mine in my left, and hers in the right). It was ironic, amusing, but also frustrating that the general response we received from others were either 'try using a special sole' or 'you'll be fine' kind of deal. While I do appreciate words of wisdom/'comfort' of the sort, I don't think telling someone to 'man up' (regardless of gender) or saying 'you'll be fine' is the best choice of words in most cases.

While I understand there are different levels of pain severity we experience, and that sometimes we really do have to just put up with it (or 'man up'), but perhaps it would be best to say "I hope you feel better". If it's a physical pain, then I would even recommend expressing interest in the person's well being and see if you can find a solution, which actually leads me to work shift later that night...

I work as a customer service representative (front store cashier) for a pharmacy, so we receive two kinds of calls: front store and pharmacy calls. Before reaching either department, you go through an automated phone menu to decide which dept. you need to contact with. However, the other night towards 2 hours before closing, the pharmacy's phone line stopped working (incredibly, incredibly bad). This lead for all pharmacy calls to be directed to front store, with the additional of regular calls. So, this lead me to juggle two types of calls, which assisting customers at check out. It was interesting, frustrating, and--get read for it--a little exciting to multi-task...

I'll have to finish this story and tell you the point of it after work (just found out i have to go in earlier)...write to ya soon. ;)

Continuing on with the story...

More or less I had to deal with very upset pharmacy customers who tell me that they were on hold for 30 minutes (I'm impressed by their patience!). I had to place them on hold while tending the register, which was increasing steadily (I had to call for register assistance eventually), as well think of a solution for those on the line, because pharmacy was short handed and couldn't take the calls at the front (and/or I don't think they could have anyways).

The solution? It was so obvious, but it didn't hit me until 10-15 minutes later of hold ups/front store assistance: just have pharmacy call them directly (got the customer's phone number and forward it to the pharmacy [yes, it was tedious, but a solution!]). It's insane that it was as simple as that, but it didn't hit me until things became a little overbearing. It was one of those ah-ha! moments I usually have in puzzle/detective/point and click games.

I could have told the customers on the phone to call at a later time or check back tomorrow (not a very good ideas towards the end of the night and no assurance of the phone problem fixing, which could lead to scripts piling up and creating an avalanche for poor pharmacy), but I rather wanted to take an interest and stab at fixing the problem. Thankfully, the solution was made apparent to me (thankfully again!). In regards to a person's well being, sometimes you won't find a solution and they will need to head to a specialist, but it's always a good feeling to help others and be helped as well. Even receiving kind words of encouragement or best wishes enjoyable (sometimes I'd like a sack of money to fall from the sky). Yeah I'm tired, I got work tomorrow at 7am. time to clock out. I don't even know what I'm typing anymore.

Foot pain is awful. You need to move around, you need to orient yourself in many different ways, many times a day, and perform all sorts of actions. So yeah, a "boo boo" on your foot/leg, sucks a whole *lot*.

Indeed! I just wear flip flops or sandals whenever I get a chance and not try to do work outs that involve running (for now at least).

Between reading Agent D's posts and listening to my wife make snide comments about how much bigger my muscles used to be I went back into a gym for the first time in @8 yrs. Chest and Triceps today, damn I am in pain right now....

Dem dips, yo. Fucks you up in the best of ways.

So in regards to being sick yesterday, I feel better-ish today, enough to go to work at least. I get a look at myself in the mirror, and the area around my eyes is all discolored and darkened, and my right eye has 2 big blood patches on it. I look horrific.

Between reading Agent D's posts and listening to my wife make snide comments about how much bigger my muscles used to be I went back into a gym for the first time in @8 yrs. Chest and Triceps today, damn I am in pain right now....

Dem dips, yo. Fucks you up in the best of ways.

I still need that machine to help with dips....and I probably will forevermore.

I get so angry when I read the weights of females in games. 110lbs with D-sized breasts YA OK.

I was saving money to get my eyes whitened and a few ribs removed. But that might be even better!!

You can join me on my quest to become a LV.99 Dark Bulimic. If you choose to be a Ana-Mage we would make a wonderful team and could co-op our way to post game Extra-Small-organ-failure. I warn you though, while it is FTP title and you will save money on that note, there is NO trophy support... the Dev's got hungry and ate em. I am still waiting for them to throw them up...

There WILL be room in my party for anyone looking to assume the role of a PicaGnome or "The Purging Paladin" as well.

Developed a migraine around 12AM last night, and it lasted till about 12PM this morning. I'm not sure if it was caffeine withdrawal or a minor case of food poisoning, but I spent the first three hours of work shivering and feeling ridiculously nauseous. Tending to think it was caffeine withdrawal since I started feeling better after getting some coffee.

Anyway I spilled coffee on my desk and it stained the cubicle walls. Oh welp. Who gives a fuck. I don't.

Took the bus down to High Street after work. Picked up some more The Make-up albums because goshdang I like this band. More fun coincidences: Hey Joe started playing on the store's radio right before I went to check out. Hey Joe is the last track on The Make-up - Save Yourself.

Walked out to UDF after that. Some girl tried to nipplegrope me or something.

Got ice cream for dinner because I'm an adult engaging in adult activities. I do enjoy me some UDF ice cream. Not really as good as Graeter's or Jeni's, but it's cozy. I think I prefer it to Toft's.

Walked back by way of the OSU campus. Stuff's leafing. The sky smells good. Grabbed an Earl Grey from Panera on the way home because wohoo Panera fuck.

Logged

o/` I do not feel joy o/`o/` I do not dream o/`o/` I only stare at the door and smoke o/`

Developed a migraine around 12AM last night, and it lasted till about 12PM this morning. I'm not sure if it was caffeine withdrawal or a minor case of food poisoning, but I spent the first three hours of work shivering and feeling ridiculously nauseous. Tending to think it was caffeine withdrawal since I started feeling better after getting some coffee.

Anyway I spilled coffee on my desk and it stained the cubicle walls. Oh welp. Who gives a fuck. I don't.

Took the bus down to High Street after work. Picked up some more The Make-up albums because goshdang I like this band. More fun coincidences: Hey Joe started playing on the store's radio right before I went to check out. Hey Joe is the last track on The Make-up - Save Yourself.

Walked out to UDF after that. Some girl tried to nipplegrope me or something.

Got ice cream for dinner because I'm an adult engaging in adult activities. I do enjoy me some UDF ice cream. Not really as good as Graeter's or Jeni's, but it's cozy. I think I prefer it to Toft's.

Walked back by way of the OSU campus. Stuff's leafing. The sky smells good. Grabbed an Earl Grey from Panera on the way home because wohoo Panera fuck.

I hate getting nigglegroped. And I'm jealous. The sky here smells like piss. Luckily the ground sounds pleasant enough, so it all evens out I suppose.

Ice cream? ICE CREAM!!??? I always though I would eat dippin' dots when I grew up. Guess I was wrong...

Now I'm on to beginning my quest to render wings over a very large man's back and shoulders. Then retro week-end begins. Hello Terranigma.

Lately some of my coworkers actions are starting to test my patience. It's their indecisiveness that gets to me. Either do or don't, there is no 'let's think about this for two months and then take action, maybe, I don't know, what do you think?'!

In other news: a got a new MP3-player, another Walkman! Okay, it's from 2010 but is was on sale and I wanted to get an extra while I still could. The sound quality is as good as my current one, but it feels kinda flimsy and plastic-y. My current Walkman has nice metal buttons and stuff, because it was made back in the days MP3-players were a thing and everyone thought they'd be around forever. The new one is from the time companies saw smartphones and just gave up.

I guess have finally bought a smartphone, but guess what has a batterylife of 30+ hours? Both my new MP3-player and current phone! (My current one had 30+ hours, but after 5+ years of daily use it's only 15+... Which is, of course, still better than that of the avarage smartphone.)